Chapter 1260 Everyone is different

"ah"

Following the scream just now, there was another scream.

Several people looked over together and saw red flames rising from the bark of the camphor tree, and black smoke rising.

"It's on fire, it's on fire, please help me." The camphor tree shouted nervously.

Zhang Yu hurried to the tree and recited the fire-preventing formula. He swept the sleeves of his Taoist robe and "swiped" the ground. The flame was extinguished, but the black smoke continued to rise. Zhang Yu slapped him again, and then the black smoke stopped.

"Oh my God, I was careful enough, but it still burned me." The camphor tree cried bitterly.

"I told you to block me in front of you, but you still refused to let me go. Now it's okay." Zhang Yu said happily.

"Who knew it would be like this? I originally thought it was dangerous for you to be in front of me, but it turned out to be even more dangerous." The camphor tree almost cried.

"By the way, don't you know how to avoid lightning? Why haven't you escaped yet?" Zhang Yu asked curiously.

"You also said it was lightning protection, but not fire protection." The camphor tree said aggrievedly.

"That's right." Zhang Yu nodded, looked at the burnt bark of the camphor tree, and then turned to look at Pan Sheng.

At this moment, Zhang Yu was a little surprised.

Pan Sheng used orange talisman paper, and he also used orange talisman paper. Normally, his cultivation level is higher than that of Pan Sheng. The same talisman paper should store the same amount of mana. There is no reason for him to lose. It’s right to give it to Pan Sheng.

He finally looked at Sun Zhaoyi curiously and said, "Uncle Taishi, why is it that Uncle Taishi's talisman and seal art is more powerful than what I can do?"

"Obviously, you drew the talisman with cinnabar. In addition, he is a corpse cultivator. At first, his talisman and seal skills were more advanced than the orthodox cultivation, but it will not be so easy to continue to improve in the future." Sun Zhaoyi said calmly.

"So that's it." Zhang Yu nodded.

Pan Sheng, standing opposite Zhang Yu, was extremely excited now. I originally thought that only Zhang Yu could use such a spell, but now even I can use it.

Ouyang Yanyan and Ye Linglong were extremely surprised. In the scene just now, Pan Sheng was obviously better. Even if Zhang Yuqiang's real ability is still there, Pan Sheng must be even more powerful now that he has such an ability.

Ye Linglong sighed with emotion. The last time he fought against his son, he had been merciful, but in general, the two men were about the same level of cultivation. How long had she been practicing, and how long had Pan Sheng been practicing? During the days when she lived in the Taoist temple, she often chatted with Pan Sheng, and she already knew Pan Sheng's situation well. Pan Sheng only went to Wudang Taoist Temple to practice with Sun Zhaoyi at the beginning of the year. In half a year, he reached his current level. The speed of improvement is so fast that it is surprising.

If Pan Sheng already had the ability to use fire talismans when he took action, he was afraid that he would die in his son's hands on the spot.

"No, I have to continue practicing!" Ouyang Yanyan suddenly shouted. Pan Sheng's success gave her immense motivation. She quickly started drawing on the paper again.

Pan Sheng didn't waste any time. Zhang Yu took out a stack of fire talismans earlier. He immediately started working, biting off his fingers and started drawing on them. It seems that I plan to prepare some more fire charms for use at night.

Seeing Pan Sheng being so active, Zhang Yu was also happy. Tonight's battle was not only as simple as rescuing Meng Xing'er, but it was also the first large-scale operation of Wudang Taoist Temple. Although there are only a few people, in Zhang Yu's opinion, one more person means more strength.

The abbot of Leiming Temple was defeated. It is estimated that there are not many experts in Leiming Temple, and they rely solely on strength in numbers. The soldiers should be elite rather than numerous. A few of them are enough.

After a while, Ye Linglong also successfully drew it. She looked at Zhang Yu and said a little embarrassedly: "Can you give me one to try."

"Of course, no problem." Zhang Yu took out a handful of orange talisman paper from his pocket and gave it to her.

Ye Linglong took out an ordinary talisman paper. No magic power had been input yet, and it would not do any harm to her.

She already knew how to draw talismans, so she bit her finger and started drawing on the talisman paper.

However, the moment her blood came into contact with the talisman and the corpse energy entered, there was a "pop" sound.

The talisman turned directly into a ball of blood mist, and Ye Linglong's arms trembled and she stepped back a few words. Blood flowed out from the bitten finger, and the smell of corpse was very strong.

"Mom, are you okay?" Pan Sheng quickly stopped drawing the symbols and came to his mother's side.

"I'm fine," Ye Linglong said lovingly.

She then looked at Sun Zhaoyi and said, "Taoist Master, this is"

"You haven't converted to Taoism yet, and you haven't devoted yourself to Taoism, so naturally you can't use Taoist magic. Take your time." Sun Zhaoyi said calmly.

"I know, thank you for your advice." Ye Linglong nodded.

Zhang Yu watched from the side, and now he understood clearly that not everyone can use Taoist magic. Other cultivators, such as corpse cultivators or demon cultivators, cannot use Talisman and Seal Script at all. If you want to use it, it seems that you can only join the Taoist sect and devote yourself to the Tao from then on, just like Pan Sheng.

"Why is it so troublesome to draw the talisman?" Ouyang Yanyan suddenly said, "It's more difficult than roasting chestnuts with sugar."

Zhang Yu came to Ouyang Yanyan's side in two steps. He had not noticed the talisman drawn by Ouyang Yanyan before, but now he looked at it and it was really killing him. Compared with Pan Sheng, the difference is too far.

As the old saying goes, words are about face. If a person is beautiful, words are too ugly and shabby.

Ouyang Yanyan is good-looking, almost like a daughter. She is half a year old and has unparalleled charm. But when she was asked to draw this talisman, it was like a ghostly talisman, crooked and twisted, like a tadpole. I don't know if it's because of nervousness or what, but there are tremor lines like hand tremors.

To be honest, Zhang Yu was like this when he drew the talisman for the first time, and he couldn't keep up with Pan Sheng. Fortunately, I was young at that time and could quickly become focused.

"Uncle Master, you painted this" Zhang Yu was a little embarrassed.

"This. When I look at your drawing, it seems quite simple. Why can't I draw it?" Ouyang Yanyan said with a flat mouth.

She was wearing a Taoist robe, with a small mouth, and a sense of coquettishness in her grievances. Perhaps because of her abstinence in the Taoist temple, she actually gained a bit of girlish cuteness.

"Don't be impatient when drawing a talisman. You need to be calm. Give me your hand." Zhang Yu said gently.

"Yes." Ouyang Yanyan stretched out her right hand.

Her little hands were now pitch black and covered in ink, looking a bit like a child playing in mud.

Zhang Yu grabbed her hand, and the two of them stood in front of the table. Because they needed to bend down to draw the talisman, Zhang Yu's hand naturally wrapped around Ouyang Yanyan's waist. The two of them were close together, and Zhang Yu held her hand. , and started drawing on white paper.